The Dark Side of Life

Inner cities churn like a dark raging sea Where fear stalks the rusty broken unchained door where people wear masks of hunger plastered to skulls they walk the cold cracked sidewalks of bewildering darkness and never languish around the corners of shadowed evil where heat from the streets rise like squirming dragons as cars packed like rats pass men selling drugs to the forgotten, some who sleep in wet cardboard boxes surrounded by shattered glass and tossed empty cans that lay scattered in the alley's where death moans despair comes to steal even the hopelessness held leaving nothing to be found in their empty hand as it becomes a clenched fist to a world, that doesn't care 10/9/21 contest Let's Mix it Up-"Life" sponsor Constance La France